Resurrection of spiritual energy: from lowly blacksmith to master of creation

Before he could think too much, Liu Chuanfeng had already launched a new offensive.

The reckless man raised his hand and struck out with a palm, a golden palm shadow as tall as a person, pressing towards Fang Yan with overwhelming momentum.

Fang Yan didn't have time to think too much, she directly used her Yuan Power to cover her body.

Boom!

Another bell rings!

The giant golden palm hit Fang Yan and pushed him back more than ten steps, but still failed to hurt him.

"Damn it! Is this okay?"

"Why do I feel like Senior Brother Liu is forging iron?"

"Nonsense! It's just a lump of iron. It will be crushed by this palm, right?"

But at this time, Fang Yan was sweating profusely.

He doesn't know how to use Yuanli to attack, so he can't just be passively beaten all the time, right?

"Why? By the way, Yuanli should also be able to form formations, right?"

Fang Yan thought and struck out a palm.

This palm contained the elemental power of ice and fire. Two contradictory elements formed a formation, maintaining a strange balance and forming a condensed elemental ball.

Liu Chuanfeng saw the elemental power before his eyes. The force ball hit him, and without thinking, he struck out again.

It was still a huge golden palm shadow.

The Yuanli ball collided with the huge palm shadow, and all the power exploded instantly.

The golden huge palm shadow was instantly dispersed. , the remaining explosion waves came straight towards Liu Chuanfeng.

Liu Chuanfeng's face changed drastically, and he quickly used all his energy to resist.

But in the end, he still failed to completely offset the aftereffects of the explosion, and his whole person was knocked back more than ten steps.

He stopped. After that, I couldn't help but vomit a small mouthful of blood.

"hiss!"

In the martial arts arena of Yunyuan Villa, there was a sound of breathing everywhere, as if the air pressure had dropped by two units.

"I...did I read that correctly? Senior Brother Liu was actually injured?"

"You read it right, and I read it right, because we are all dreaming. A ninth-level warrior injured a first-level martial artist. This situation could only happen in a dream, right?"

"Are all blacksmiths today so powerful? Who is the combat profession? What an exaggeration!

Seeing Liu Chuanfeng vomiting blood, Xu Liping hurriedly went to help him check the injury. After a while, she breathed a sigh of relief, curled her lips and said,"The injury is not serious. It will heal after a while." Is this embarrassing? If you lose to a ninth-level warrior, let’s see if the master doesn’t skin you."

"Master...hiss! It's over this time! Liu Chuanfeng smiled bitterly and said,"How do I know that this kid is such a monster?" It's only been a while now, but I've been hearing Yaya say that his cultivation progress is slow and he can't even use spiritual weapons. Why is he so strong after not seeing each other for several months? It’s incredible! At this time

, Fang Yan also walked up to Liu Chuanfeng. He smiled and asked,"Do you want to fight again?" If you don't fight, then you lose. If you do things for me from now on, you can do whatever I ask you to do."

"snort! Liu Chuanfeng said with a dark face:"Are you afraid that I won't keep my word?" Don't worry, I, Liu Chuanfeng, stand upright and will definitely admit defeat if I lose. I will never do anything treacherous. Fang

Yan nodded and said with satisfaction:"You know what's going on. I'll do good things in the future, and your benefits will be indispensable!""

"Hurrah!"

Suddenly, a roar came from a distance:"You bastard, you're not satisfied with kidnapping my daughter, now you're poaching me? Can I have a little face please?"

The person who came was none other than the owner of this room, Yu Xiong.

Fang Yan curled her lips and said casually:"Father-in-law, this is your fault. You are just a daughter, and I am your only son-in-law. One day when you reach bliss, won’t everything you have be inherited by me and elegance? How can you say that I am poaching you?"

Everyone looked at each other in shock, never expecting that Fang Yan would dare to be so arrogant in front of Yu Xiong.

Yu Xiong was furious:"Good boy, are you cursing me to death?"

"Of course not, I'm just stating a possibility. Fang Yan spread his hands and said,"As long as you practice fast enough, death can't catch up with you." You are my father-in-law, and I wish you could live for tens of millions of years, so that I might not have to work so hard at forging."

"As long as I practice fast enough, death can't catch up with me?"

Yu Xiong touched his chin and said,"What you said is really interesting. Okay, stop talking nonsense, what do you want to do here this time? Fang

Yan poured out the pile of equipment again and said lightly:"I've got everything you want. Let's see if it's suitable for use." If it doesn't work, I'll sell it."

Yu Xiong's eyes nearly popped out when he saw the equipment on the ground. His expression was almost the same as that of his disciples.

"So many high-grade spiritual weapons? Another star weapon? Did you cast it all by yourself?"

Yu Xiong's heart is hard to calm down. How long has it been? Even if Liu Dongyuan is still there, it is impossible to have such forging efficiency.

Fang Yan said calmly:"Do you think, besides forging it myself, where else can I get these? equipment?"

Yu Xiong was speechless. The spiritual crystals he gave could only buy one or two high-grade spiritual weapons.

And at this time, it is impossible for the other two forging workshops in Tianyun City to just sell out high-grade spiritual weapons.

Even if If they are willing to sell, they may not be able to forge so many high-end equipment in two months.

What's more, there is also a star weapon among them.

So after thinking about it, even though it is incredible, Yu Xiong still accepted the fact - these The equipment was indeed forged by Fang Yan alone.

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